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#and quite honestly a pretty rough one for esther and mercy
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CHAPTER 3
August 7th, 1945 - 0500 Camp Toccoa, Georgia, United States War Correspondent Esther Armstrong
It was a pitiful way to fall asleep that night. My mind felt rattled awake with the raindrops of the metal roof that was placed on top of the building we now slept it, sounding as if gunshots were ringing out above our heads. I could hear Mercy tossing and turning before she finally was able to settle; I almost wish I could have willed myself to bed as quickly as her, but my mind was filled with thought and question of tomorrow. I am hopeful for the day, concerting my doubts of Lieutenant Sobel at the minute and rather holding myself to a more positive outlook. I am willing myself for a day of good.
- Esther Armstrong, on Day One of Training, from Stroke of Luck
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